When it rains
people avoid the puddles
roll up their jeans
hunker under their umbrellas
But if it's pouring
I might as well get a little wet
let the rivers of street rain lap up against my ankles
wetting my jeans all the way up to my knees
weighing down at my waist
teasing me to strip and dance
bare
naked
soaked
while soaking up
the rawness that life should be
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